The first time was in July, 1951. Arrived just after Bob Hope left, the ground was littered and we camped on the ground that night. The next day rode a train to the front lines and then slept in a bunker that night. The next morning I went with the guy I was replacing to lay a new telephone line to the front where our troops were under attack. It was in the Hamburger Hill, Pork Chop Hill, etc area. Along the path a booby trap went off beside me, spraying me with metal. I never made it to the front lines. Luckily, it was home made so I kept all my body parts, just had enough metal in me not to make it through a metal detector. After a series of hospitals, xrays and surgery I was flown to Japan. I took my discharge there and many years later, came back to Korea to establish a supply depot for repairing spy boat engines used by the CIA and other clandestine operations. I took some college courses while in Korea the second time and returned to the USA in 1959. Haven't had the opportunity to go back but got a medal from the Korean Government a couple of years ago.